The killer concubine of the sick prince

The Western Capital, which used to be full of traffic and people coming and going, is now surrounded by flames of war, and the soaring black smoke rises to the sky. Even if it is ten miles away from the main city of the Western Capital, you can still see the flames of war.

There were no people on the supposedly bustling official road, and most of the road was even destroyed.

Where is the glory of last year's great tribute from all nations?

Jiuyi saw the corpses, saw many people displaced and helpless, saw destroyed houses and destroyed fields, but these were clearly the people of Dayong.

Nanzhi was acting together with him, the two had the same goal, first went to Chunyu Building to find Yun Shaojue, and then went to the palace to get Zhao Fuqing's dog head.

"What do you think?"

Jiu Yi pursed his lips, "Why do these troops treat the people like this?"

Nan Zhi sneered, "Not everyone has the kindness of your father, knowing that as a soldier, it is the country that is guarding, not a master."

"Zhao Ruiqi acts recklessly and doesn't pay attention to the consequences. Sooner or later, he will suffer the consequences. He will not succeed. He is just a gun being used by others."

Jiuyi turned the names of several princes in his mind. The eldest prince Zhao Ruian is now a monk, and most likely he will not seize power. The prince Zhao Ruijing is a legitimate heir. In confinement, who will be the one who instigated and used Zhao Laoba?

Nanzhi continued: "Zhao Ruiqi used the prince to form a clique for personal gain, murdered the royal family, and colluded with foreign enemies. On the eve of the outbreak of the Qiuziguan War, there was already news of Zhao Ruixi's death in Liuyang. Zhao Fuqing is also critically ill."

Jiu took a look at the closed city gate. When the battle broke out, the gate of the main city of Xidu was closed. The prince's people and Zhao Ruiqi's people were fighting inside, while Zhao Ruiqi's private soldiers and Fang family's troops were guarding outside. Can't break through at all.

The mother and son gave each other a wink, and immediately split up and moved like two shadows into the small woods outside the city. Not long after, two soldiers dressed as the guards of the capital came out of the woods.

The guards changed shifts, and the two fell silently at the end of the line, imitating the example, and actually got in.

The strength of the Jingcheng Police Department is [-], which is purely [-] soldiers with combat effectiveness, not the logistics troops that are usually included in the hundreds of thousands of troops.

Having fought several times with the Beijing Police Department controlled by the Fang family, Jiu Yi knew that these seemingly drunk military men were not fools full of wine and meat. This group of people was ruthless, strong in combat and well-trained. With a tacit understanding, it can be called a tiger-wolf division of Dayong.

It is definitely not a wise plan to confront them head-on.

Jiu Yi has always known that his mother is not an ordinary person, but he did not expect that she can be so fierce in combat. She is a good at sneaking and camouflaging, and she is even more crisp and quick in stabbing and killing. She is simply a well-trained special soldier.

"What are you looking at? Let's go."

Watching his mother finish off the patrolling man with a knife, Jiu Yi casually wiped the blood, turned around and left, like a real man who never looks back at the explosion.

Jiu Yi quickly followed, it would be too shameful to be left behind at this time.

There were no people on the streets of the main city of the Western Capital, and the tense atmosphere continued. Jiu Yi and Nan Zhi made two gestures, and the two immediately hid in the alley, shuttling between the rows of houses, like two The flying swallow that was dripping water flew towards the Chunyu Building at an extremely fast speed.

The more they walked into the city, the more soldiers patrolled, and they didn't look like the prince's men and horses, but more like Ye Luzi's origin.

"You said we've been besieged in this city for three days, why are the people there still holding on, and the location is so good?"

"Shhh, be careful to cut off your head if you talk nonsense, His Highness the Eighth Prince is King Qin, so don't talk nonsense."

Rebellion is a matter of righteousness and integrity. Zhao Ruiqi puts a big hat on herself for purging the clan's rebels, and she is stationed in Xidu arrogantly, and she almost carries a sedan chair into the Zhengjin Palace.

"I'm reckoning—it's coming soon, let's enjoy it while there is another war going on."

"Then I have to go to Chunyu Building and have a good time!"

The words Chunyulou made Jiuyi vigilant. He watched the whereabouts of these big soldiers, waited for someone to pass by the alley, and immediately bent down to follow.

Chunyu Tower is the only place in the western capital that is still somewhat festive, but even so, there is a miserable atmosphere amidst the ruined walls.The door at the highest point of Chunyu Building is still closed. As the ever-prosperous oiran here, Yun Shaojue has his own temper.

Jiuyi also doesn't understand why Yun Shaojue has stayed here for the past few years, but presumably he has something to hold on to.

He sneaked all the way from the backyard of the Chunyu Building, and encountered many unreasonable big-headed soldiers who wanted to force them. He was so angry that he picked up a handful of peanuts as a hidden weapon and shot them out.

Immediately there was a sound of eh, Jiu Yi hid behind the layered tents, watched the group of unreasonable bandits leave before continuing to go up.

"Yi'er?"

Before he got up, he heard someone calling his name.

The closed door on the roof of Chunyu Building opened, revealing a veiled woman behind the carved huanghuali wooden door.

"Sister-in-law!" But what shocked Jiuyi was that Yun Shaojue was sitting in a wheelchair at this moment.

What happened in two years?Why did Yun Shaojue become like this?

"Yi'er, I'm fine, I just got hurt temporarily." Yun Shaojue opened the door to let him in, "I went to the palace a few days ago."

Jiuyi understood that even though Zhao Fuqing was terminally ill and unconscious, there were still countless masters in Zhengjin Gongcheng, and they were still impenetrable.

He took Yun Shaojue's pulse and checked, and he was relieved after confirming that it was only a flesh injury that was not serious.

"How is the situation in the palace now?" He carried some medicines to treat trauma on his body. Nan Yizhai still has a hand, and the panacea is very effective.

Yun Shaojue looked at him softly, "The palace is in chaos now. Xie Wanpin wants to find a way out for herself, and Dong Anyi is even bolder and wants to murder Empress Xia. Empress Tian is now in charge of the inner palace, and the prince is guarding the Xuanwu gate." So, Zhao Laoba can't attack, and now there is a stalemate for three days."

"Now the harem is overturning the case. Xie Wanpin, the Sixth Prince's untimely death was the one who made a move. Concubine Liang is now insane."

Jiu Yi kept bandaging the wound, and Yun Shaojue could already explain how chaotic the situation in the palace was in a few words.

The queen, the fourth concubine, Xie Wanpin, the old queen Tian and Dong Anyi, this is a war that seems to be dominated by men, but is actually secretly a war of female revenge.

This luxurious Zhengjin Palace City has imprisoned the freedom of too many people and broken the wings of countless people, and now——Zhao Fuqing should suffer for himself.